The previous empty crane had a sweet tooth, less salt and less meat, although she was no longer in the aristocratic area of the Lingling Court, but only in terms of diet, she had strict requirements and standards.

But now, as long as it is Daosan's handwriting, not to mention sweets, even if it is pig food, she can chirp twice.

The big copper pot in front of him, the empty crane has an impression.

A few days ago, Dao San and Jin Yan, and Yin Yan tossed for a long time to create such a strange thing.

At first, Kuzuru thought it was a chimney, thinking that Michizo was finally able to understand his own art.

Beside the empty crane, the rock eagle knelt on the side, but his demeanor was far from as standard as it once was, his eyes were weak and weak, and one hand was stiffly pressed on the waist of his lower abdomen, like a serious patient who had his waist cut, and from time to time he made a low and weak "um" sound.

It was only when the spicy aroma reached his nose that the vulture's eyes came to life.

You can see Hanyu Michizo behind the copper cauldron, the hand of the rock eagle covering his waist is even harder, his eyes are on fire, and his body is twitching wildly as if he has gone mad.

Of course, Michizo after the copper pot noticed the strangeness of the rock eagle, and he couldn't say that it was abnormal, he had become accustomed to it these days.

For the past two days, Mr. Iwatsu has been cultivating with himself.

Actually, it was okay at first, but after less than three days, Mr. Iwatsu couldn't bear it.

The vulture knelt there speechlessly, remembering the hellish ordeal of the past few days.

That kind of high-intensity training, frantically suppressing spiritual pressure every minute and second, is like trying to squeeze water out of clothes hanging in the desert.

Every morning at six o'clock, until twelve o'clock in the evening, during which only the time to eat can be counted as rest, he is a big man who is now thin, and eats a lot every day, but his cheeks are sunken with hunger.

Especially in the past two days, he couldn't even feel the presence of his kidneys empty.

The most important thing is that compared to Daosan, who is advancing by leaps and bounds, his progress is like the distance that a snail crawls out.

The hard work of bullshit will pay off.

Bullshit effort genius.

Dozo put down the copper pot and took a light breath, his face exposed in front of the rock eagle.

Turning his head sideways, Michizo saw Mr. Iwatsu excitedly giving him an "um" sound, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.

'Is this, the flame of fighting spirit?' ’

Daosan's eyes lit up slightly.

It seems that Mr. Iwatsu must have thought that the amount of training was not large enough.

Michizo secretly decided that he would train with Mr. Iwatsu at night until he was exhausted.

"Third little brother Dao, delicious, what is this dish called?"

Well?

It's not the voice of Sister Kuzuru.

Before Dao San put down the copper pot, a slender jade finger had been inserted into the boiling oil pot, and when Dao San opened the copper pot on the side and looked over, he saw a plump aunt licking her fingers.

"Ranju ...... Sister is you? ”

"Long time no see, Dosan-chan." Ranju licked her fingers with her little tongue, she was instantly conquered by this wonderful delicacy, and waved her hand casually, "I like your plum wine very much, ah mile bean." ”

With words of thanks on his lips, Ranju's eyes were already floating on the copper pot.

Although she said it casually, she was indeed sincerely grateful.

After Captain Isshin picked up Michisan, he returned to the Juban team and deliberately expressed Michisan's gratitude to Ranju on behalf of Michizo.

Ranju didn't expect that he was just a simple move, and this time Captain Yishin wanted Daosan to represent the Juban team.

The task of passing the word was won by her soft grinding and hard bubbles, in order to return the gift in person.

It's just that Ranju never expected that the reunion of the two would be like this.

It was so fragrant that the taste of the soup alone made her throat saliva return to Ulu Uru.

The smell of the heavy oil soup that should have disgusted her turned out to be firmly attracted.

"It's okay." Dao San didn't care about Ranju's attitude and knelt in his place.

"Today's dish is called hot pot, which is to cook the corresponding ingredients and then dip them in the prepared sauce." Dao San wrote a letter and put a small plate of the prepared dipping sauce in front of several people for each person.

"Understand, hurry up, hurry up."

Everyone did it, and under the demonstration of Daosan, they chose their favorite ingredients.

The empty crane is well-informed.

Ranju was the first time, his golden eyes blinked, just like the first time he tasted Daosan's dishes, he grabbed a slice of meat and looked and smelled, but he didn't eat it.

Tentatively following the teachings of Daosan, Ranju lightly tapped the heavy dipping sauce, "Whew, delicious!" ”

Originally, the child had little knowledge, and Ranju faced Daosan's Wang Zhan as soon as he was on the table.

The empty crane didn't have time to say hello, she knew what was going on.

Souls in the Corpse Soul Realm may be starved to death, but I have never heard of those who have been strung to death.

The appetite is limitless, but the dishes are limited.

Recently, the rock eagle has no appetite for being practiced by Daosan, and the empty crane has been defeated for a while, there are no competitors on the table, and the deliciousness of Daosan is not so fragrant.

This time there is an extra chrysanthemum, and the two of them eat like a pig eating feed, which can be described as a chess opponent.

Ranju is still curious, what's going on with her good sister today?

Do you want to compare yourself to me?

Woman, you have succeeded in arousing my fighting spirit.

When it comes to dry rice, I, Matsumoto Ranju, have never been afraid of anyone!

"Sbarassi! Dao three little brothers. ”

Ranju couldn't stop it, and while talking, there was still soup in his mouth splashing out.

"Hey, Ranju, it's a shame!"

The rock eagle looked sideways slightly, looked at the empty crane sister who had "seen the world", and thought, I don't know who it is, the dishes used every day are cleaner than those washed.

Seeing that the rock vultures were holding their waists with a loss of appetite, Dao San was a little worried, "Rock vulture Sang, eat more black food, make up for your body, and we will practice more tonight." ”

When Michizo looked again, Mr. Iwa's eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his mouth kept saying "um", it seemed that Mr. Iwatsu was also full of vitality today.

It's time to refuel today.

"Miss Ranju, do you need wine?"

Halfway through the meal, Jin Yan on the side lowered his head and asked respectfully in the ear of Ranju, and he had a good understanding of the habits of this guest who always ate white food.

Ranju's throat moved frantically, and one hand slapped on the wine jug fiercely, "Daba, Daba, I have something important to explain to the third junior brother of Dao, and I promised the captain not to drink." ”

"That's a shame." Jin Yan stepped back, decisively unable to see the slightest feeling of "pity", and pulled out the wine jug vigorously, but the wine jug did not move at all.

The wine jug was pressed to death by a slender palm, Jin Yan looked at it, it was not Ranju or who?

Looking at the innocent pale silver eyes of Ranju, Jin Yan, who was tall and tall, did not have any pity, and he used his strength violently, and his beard curled up one after another, but he still couldn't pull it out.

"Da Bayou, Jin Yan-chan, I must not drink today!"